"Moonwatching?"

After listening to everyone's opinions, Fu Yue stiffened his face and was noncommittal, just evoking the name of Guanyue.

The raindrops the size of beans slammed obliquely on the edge of the hat, the water splashed, and the red hair on the sideburns hung with crystal droplets.

"Eleven more people from the rear are chasing after them."

Under Kagura's watchful eyes, everything within a five-kilometer radius was hidden, and Shinobi's actions could not be concealed at all.

"Eleven?"

"With the four in front, isn't it a full five squads."

"Damn, isn't Sha Ren crazy, five squads, how can so many people pop up, and a dozen people in a supply station are already against the sky,."

Kamiya couldn't hold the door again, and screamed.

"Startled, shut up and no one is treating you as a mute."

A cold coquettish voice sounded, and the cold gaze was like two sharp swords, Kamiya smacked his tongue, he didn't dare to fight with Otome, good men don't fight with women, and this woman and the captain are of the same clan, so they can't be provoked.

"Captain, do you want to fight?" Rope tree looked at Fuyue, eager to try, full of fighting spirit.

Fu Yue closed his eyes and was silent, and his hat hung down to cover most of his face, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

Guanyue pursed her lips tightly, straightened her waist and stood on the side like a rooted stump, not much interested in the choices she had to make now.

His family knows his own affairs, and he weighs his own pounds very clearly, his strength lies in fighting with others, as for the command of the battle array, his talent is really limited, and he is not interested in this aspect of things, so he has few suggestions along the way, but he scrupulously abides by the reconnaissance duty.

"After all, I have to do it again, otherwise let the sand ninja hanging behind me, but it is like a man's back, and the next task is not easy to do."

Fu Yue opened his eyes, his blood-red eyes were murderous, he thought about it for a long time, and made up his mind to snipe Sand Shinobi.

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"Bastard Konoha ninja, what are you messing around in such a rainy weather, even we have to suffer in this mountain, if we catch these bastards, they will definitely look good."

The sand ninjas struggled to track down the torrential rain, and one of them couldn't stop cursing for a moment, not only the ninjas of Konoha, but also the weather of the Land of Rain, cursing everything that could be cursed.

"Okay, stop yelling, the target has stopped, I guess it's looking for a place to rest, be careful, don't be careless."

The leader of the four people was impatient, and just as the target in front of him stopped moving, he reprimanded him twice, and the group slowed down, concealed their breath, and touched towards the target.

"One-two······ 11.12······ Fourteen, so many people? Konoha what is this going to do? Race so many people together in one go, it's not a ······ year."

The sand ninjas lay on top of the raised boulder, letting the torrential rain fall, their whole bodies were soaked, and they looked a little more miserable than the soup chicken, but the four of them didn't care about these small sections, looking at the crooked figure in the grotto in front of them, and their minds were uncertain.

According to their initial predictions, it should be the spies sent by Konoha to attack the supply station, and most of the fifth who specialize in sabotaging in the rear like this is a squad, or a combination of two squads, and there are not many people, but it is likely that all of them are elites, otherwise they will not be able to defeat the supply station.

However, this team of almost five squads is really confusing, so many people acting together is not conducive to hiding their whereabouts, and the Konoha ninja is brain-pumping.

"Damn, no wonder, there are so many people, boss, I'm afraid we only have to deliver food when we go up, so let's wait for backup!"

A sand ninja couldn't help but whisper.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is not stupid, who will rush up at this time to pick up the tiger's whiskers, I am tired of it, I have hidden it, if the reinforcements don't come, we won't move."

The leader scolded angrily, and the sand ninja curled up as much as possible to merge themselves with the boulder below them, praying in their hearts that reinforcements would come soon.

Prayer did not invite the gospel, it was the Grim Reaper who came.

It was quiet before it was quiet, and the sand ninjas only felt a flower in front of them,

"What······ Person? ”

The leader of the sand shinobi turned his head with difficulty, and his eyes only caught a strand of red hair flying in front of him, which was a red more vivid than blood.

The four perceptual ninjas were still unaware of being touched by each other, even if part of the reason was that they paid too much attention to the movement in the grotto in front of them, so that they ignored the movements around them, but it had to be said that the attacker was powerful, and his stealth skills were absolutely first-class.

The pupils gradually dilated, and the sand ninjas were puzzled until death, how did the ninjas of Konoha do it? They were staring at the grotto, but they couldn't hide the slightest chakra fluctuation, and their godless eyes widened, as if asking how they did it?

The beads of blood fell little by little along the blade, and the rain fell with a bang, cleaning the blood stains on the blade, and Guanyue inserted the short knife with cold light into the stone, took out a scroll and put away the four corpses at his feet one by one.

"These big turbans are not blind! Such a big living person is under the eye, but he can't see ······."

Kamiya looked at Guanyue, who was busy collecting the corpse, and shrunk his neck, this is a ruthless man, standing in the grotto without moving his feet.

This battle fell in the eyes of everyone from beginning to end, and Guanyue was attached to the flank of the boulder from the beginning, and it should be said that wherever people could be hidden, there were shadow clones hiding in the vicinity, in order to be the vanguard of this wave of sand ninjas.

He dared to do this because of the fruit of the people, suppressing his own chakra fluctuations to an extremely subtle degree, even his breathing and heartbeat slowed down to the extreme, and when the time came, he didn't use the chakra, but just burst out with pure physical strength, and sure enough, he succeeded before the sand ninjas reacted.

"There are two brushes, but they don't live up to the reputation of the Vortex Clan."

His eyes were scarlet, and the pitch-black magatama slowly turned, and Fu Yue did not step forward, standing in the grotto, his hands clasped around his chest, silently watching the action of watching the moon.

Not everyone has such a good characterization as Fuyue, seeing that Guanyue has made contributions, the rope tree couldn't hold back at first, and rushed out, "Guanyue, you take a break, the next wave of sand forbearance will be left for me to drink soup, don't wrap it up again, and finally make us look like we are coming for a spring outing, wouldn't it be a shame to go back." ”

"What nonsense? It's still round, you can't beat me with iron? Guanyue shook her head, pulled out the short knife on the ground, and held it in her hand, "These big turbans are also a loss of defenselessness, if you really want to put it head-on, how can it be so easy to get it, don't worry, don't worry, even if you want to be idle, you won't have time." ”